From the hem of his sleeves, an inky garment that shimmered faintly with silver light, a chain trailed. Jiang Qiyun stood before the gate of hell, eyes lowered as he stared at me.,"This snake is a spirit, and if it isn't removed, it will eventually kill Liu Feifei.",Jiang Qiyun pulled him off Bai Wu Chang's body, holding him in one hand and asking, "Was it fun"。